Chapter 83
Chapter 83
Kaeleen’s POV
The low, satisfying hum of the holographic projector was the only sound in the boardroom. We were currently three in the room. Alex and I stood side-by-side in the dark, watching the final design render of the ’Phoenix’ rotate slowly in mid-air. While Christina, our publicist, stood at the far end of the table.
The Phoenix was all sharp angles and predatory curves, a machine built to dominate. Every line, every polished chrome accent, every stitch on the custom leather interior was the culmination of three years of relentless work, sleepless nights, and millions of dollars in research and development. It was perfect.
"She’s a beast," Alex murmured, his voice filled with the same awestruck pride I felt swelling in my own chest. He took a sip of the whiskey from the glass in his hand. "The fastest production car on the planet. We actually did it."
"We did," I agreed, a slow smile spreading across my face. I reached out and swiped a hand through the hologram, dissolving the image. The lights in the boardroom came up, revealing the panoramic view of the city skyline at dusk. "Now comes the hard part. Showing her to the world."
Christina moved to the large mahogany table, setting her own glass of whiskey down next to a stack of marketing proposals. "The team has a few ideas. Standard press junket, a Super Bowl commercial, a feature in all the top auto magazines."
I shook my head, walking over to the wet bar to pour a drink for myself. "Standard isn’t what the Phoenix is about. It’s not a car for everyone. It’s a statement. The launch needs to reflect that. It needs to be an event. Something exclusive, something people will be talking about for years."
Alex smiled. "People are already talking about it. And we have orders placed down already...you know that."